People spend time asking
“is there a God?”
I think it’s the wrong question.
The right question is
“are you being watched?”
If goblin mode is the way you behave when there’s no one else around, then goblin mode is your baseline,
(And it’s what your Instagram feed should look like)
If you were real.
Bubbling bacteria belched blasphemy, blew those fuckin arms off, hugging on some trees!
The breakbeat bark borrowed booties and smoothies..
Man of bark.
Man of war…
I heard this story, written by someone much smarter than I ..
In the future, they asked the super computer ‘is there a God?’
The machine responded
“there is now”
As the scientist went to flip the switch, to turn the mechanical beast off …
Down came a lightning bolt, killing the human and more importantly…
Fusing the switch into the on position..
At the end of time, mankind asked how to reverse entropy…
But if we live in a simulation?
Entropy is just in the program holmes..
None of that is real.
And after you die, your spirit is free to do what’s it’s going to do..
Held back,
Held back by this waking existence you’re so in love with..
The self importance on you 🥱
Predictable..
In a canister.
Bet on a roulette wheel,but study the numbers…
Do you think…..
Do you think I’d let you beat me?
Hmmm?
I’m naked under the stars bro, and this has played out many times before..
I am here.
And this heart beats and this blood flows, and I give less of a fuck than you could ever imagine.
I’m down here with the rocks, I’m in the river, climbing the trees.
The rest is on you…
I am the same thing I was when you found me…
The Earth has merely revolved around the Sun few times.
And if plants share some bizarre form of consciousness?
Then mowing your yard is a genocide.
It takes down the lines a day or two to pop above the grass, there’s a living and breathing sponge, and your existing on it.
Visualize some kind of cycle, watch it turn with the seasons,
“there’s a giant sponge under the earth, and you watch it squeeze and propel life”
The Bloom,the receding.
It’s some song, some bizarre set of rules that are built into the whole thing.
And nobody knows why.
“Just because” seems as good of an answer as any.
You don’t know.
You don’t know why we’re here.
And that puts us all on a level playing field 🏑
dawn 